Mayhem in a Season of Honey -a sestina Scent of chamomile, and the smell of honey. Destruction hid in the coffee, over burnt already. She strolls into a sunroom filled with flowers and potted trees. But colors are abstract. Blind, intertwined with the immaculate darkness -- shades from the hell they’ve told her. … Continue reading Mayhem in a Season of Honey
Hungry
By Kυкι “кooкie” Urιe Grrrrowwwlllllll. The snow fell heavily, engulfing the little military transport and its two passengers in a world of whirling white chaos. The motorcycle half-track rattled furiously as it worked to propel itself forward in the face of the unforgiving winter. A young man, goggles and thick hood obscuring his … Continue reading Hungry
“Dr.Varbo”
By Nicholas Beaupre “Who did this?” He points to the board. Someone had erased parts of the lesson plan. The students stare back, their eyes shining in the purple light spilling through the window. His intricate model of the moons is half gone. Sighing, Dr.Varbo paces. No one says anything. He stops at the window. The … Continue reading “Dr.Varbo”
Big Fight in FortReal Chapter 1
By Chaher Alzaman Chapter One 0. A flying punch pushed through the cold air. It missed, but the fight carried on. Now there were more cheering and rowdiness in the crowd. The fight heated up, and the crowd engulfed more crowd. More punches were thrown, and the crowd asked for more. Outrageously, one of the spectators seemed to be moving … Continue reading Big Fight in FortReal Chapter 1
What Lies Ahead
By Chaher Alzaman Someone might ask: Where am I right now? I am bit exhausted to speak. But I'll give it my best shot. I am at what seems to be a locker room of some sort. Wait a minute! I remember now. Just a while ago I was with my team - a … Continue reading What Lies Ahead
Poems by Ryan Flanagan
Ansel Adams with Cameras for Hands Civil disobedience on Saturn again. Mommy’s ring finger is getting rather sore. When I walk with my feet we are someone else’s entourage. Bright lights in the sky like never blinking. Plum icebox Willie Carlos and broken pail Conrad. This vile archeology of hairballs. The Chrysler Building with wheels … Continue reading Poems by Ryan Flanagan
A Repetition of Fates
By Preston Beatty “It worked!” Kartyr couldn’t help but say it as he looked around the trench he was in. He couldn’t quite determine the date, but he was too excited to care. It took all the self control he had to not run and jump around with excitement. All of the effort he had put … Continue reading A Repetition of Fates
Honorable mentions of the Contest
Here are some really good works that I wanted to include as well. It is kind of a long list but they are all really good. By Meekha S Dreams Come to me tonight Scarlet dreams Violet skies Silvery plumes of biting cold As I stand bathed in moon, will you crave for a taste … Continue reading Honorable mentions of the Contest
Story Contest 3rd place
The Braille Reader By Deryn Pittar “There’re feathers all over the floor, again,” Mother said, her voice cross and exasperated. “I’m heartily sick of picking them up.” Christina shook her head at this utterly ridiculous statement, considering they didn’t have a budgie or a parrot. Her mother had early-on-set dementia and often became confused. She … Continue reading Story Contest 3rd place
The Mission
By John Page The roar of the helicopter was the only thing that could be heard. It was like a hurricane passing overhead. I stay huddled in the dark, cold, damp tunnel with the others. The sound seems to be the only thing in the world. I wonder how long it will last. Just when … Continue reading The Mission
Academy of the Heart And Mind 